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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

In early February I was introduced to a new single by Rich Hil feat. The Weekend - "Nomads." Two months elapsed before I listened to his new mix-tape "SYLDD." He's the son of fashion mogul Tommy Hilfiger. He has no Wikipedia and he isn't a well known artist. I found a slew of mix-tapes and I did a little digging. Apparently he was disowned at one point, he takes drugs and makes dark hip-hop. This is his latest mix-tape. It's called "Support Your Local Drug Dealer." His latest release is much crisper than previous efforts. Lyrically it wont blow you away. Typical spoiled suburban kid battling pain, loss, and love. Bluesy undertones fit it more on the R&B side rather than with traditional Hip-Hop or Rap. It's dark, jaded, and emotional. Give it a listen and fall in love with your twisted misunderstood side.

Monday, April 22, 2013

six months ago the folks at *&%$$$$* and %^%$$, a major pharmaceutical company commissioned me to work on a project with their advertisement team. they told me they had seen a lot of my conceptual art which is spread across 5 continents, covering busy urban streets, outdoor shopping malls, bridges, and baby clothes. they told me they "had to have me" to help them with their new campaign. they then sent me a check for 10,000 dollars and 100 30 day no refill prescriptions for the popular drug oxyamph. the pills have all disappeared, i only have 400 dollars left. i do have several cartons of newports and several cases of redbull that i bought. i was suppose to meet said pharmaceutical company's ad team two weeks ago. im a bit stressed. i feel tired sometimes and sleep for days, then at other times really energized and stay up for days. ive been feeling really up and down lately. its like im riding in the backwards facing seat on a roller coaster, all alone, at night, in the dark, its cold and the tracks are made of emotions and steel, cold steel. i fucked up a good opportunity but i did create this image above.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Mount Kimbie have released their final video from their Crooksand Lovers LP, directed by Tyrone Lebon, who says its,“about trying to find beauty of young people being of a certain age—it plays on the themes of solitude and individual experiences that happens in life often in company of other people. If you go out to a club with friends, you share an experience together but you also have your own unique solitary moments of the night like walking home alone and noticing little details of the city or even whilst still on the dancefloor.”

Taste this stripped down flavor of Kimbie via the great folks over at Daytrotter. Nab dat shit for FREEEEEEE!!!!///YA///DIG///And by the way, if you're unfamiliar with Daytrotter, who they are and what they do, I suggest you put in some time(work) and get with it. Stop effing around, you're so lame! "There isn't a more essential part to being 'seriously hip' then that of a well informed(this week at daytrotter), daily visiting, session junkie, who knows it's the only place to find newly reworked, altered versions of original songs made original again. From your favorite band to your barely known, up-incoming acts. The brightest, most talented, artists of today, tomorrow, and the future, all lay it out in Daytrotter style. FOR FUCKING FREE."

Since the beginning of 2011, Jamie XX has been hard at work. Repeatedly pleasuring my humble, but arrogant ears. He has failed to let me down. After every release I become even more stoked and anxious for whats next.

First it was the 27 minute,"in the mix for Benji B, on BBC Radio 1," released back in January. A little over a month later, on 2/20/2011, he hit us again, with a nearly two hour long, "6 mix" Initially I had little time to enjoy the "6 mix." But eventually I was able to begin soaking it in. I was really enjoying his solo stuff. I was content with what he had already released, still blog months away from wearing out either of the first two mixes. February had came and passed. We were left with, what I call, "the epic success" aka "the sat 2/20/11, 6 mix," and a 13 track remix album.

In late 2010 early 2011, he released two singles. The first, a remix of the song "NY is killing me," and the second, another remix of the song "i'll take care of you," both songs taken from Gil Scott-Herons last album, "i'm new here." The two singles were well received, quickly catching the attention of the public and the blogosphere. The foundation was then set for the 13 track album produced entirely by Jamie XX and credited to both Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie XX can be found here. "we're new here"

A little further down the calendar he struck again. In April the great folks over at Fact Magazine, released "Fact mix 239" featuring both Jamie XX and Oneman. I didn't get into this one near as much as the others. It begins really mellow, with some disco. It begins to heat up a bit after the four tet "angel echoes" sample. Soon the uk garage/drum n bass sound he's known for appears and he throws in a little dub. Overall a quality mix. Don't let me sell the 23 year old Londoner short. I'm not done yet. On June 6, 2011 he released a self-produced EP "Far Nearer/Beat For." That brings us to where we are now, or always are. On our computers scouring music blogs, consuming mp3's.

August has past and the long awaited "BBC Radio 1 Essential Mix," is a week old. But you might not have it yet, or any of the other mixes. Here is your chance to download almost all of Jamie XX's material released this year. This young producer has had a busy year. Remixes, BBC mixes, a full length, an EP, singles, and more, are all what was officially released to the people. I'm sure he's sitting on much more un-released material. So, we're ready when you are Jamie.

Oh yeah, and one more thing. Another important piece to add to a musicians resume, at least in the UK. Is being one third of last years recipients of the 2010 Mercury Prize(as a member of the electro band "the XX").

Sunday, September 4, 2011

this was a non-traditional breakfast. i read about it in a free magazine. I think they used "non-traditional," to help avoid any intimidation or fear caused by such a strong statement like, "a vegan breakfast." a wild and sexy affair where feasting vegans become insanely obese overnight. i first observed all types of spiffy looking 20 somethings. then i spotted, without a doubt, 8 crusty looking 30 year olds. but who's counting? we were all lined up outside. all of us waiting to get some gluten free items and to try their expansive selection of soy based breakfast entrees. it was so classy. i rubbed and caressed the red velvet rope that stretched the whole block leading up to the door. i arrived at the secret location downtown at 6:59:59, cold and tired from the 27 mile bike ride. i hate riding bikes and i don't have a working vehicle. so i commuted via bicycle. i was aware of the dress code, so i dressed accordingly. but the ruler the doorman was using to measure with, had to have been a fake. i know my high heels! just as well as i know the hairs and 3 moles located on my ball sac. not my heels, not my pubic hairs and no mole on me is longer than six inches. it was really hard dealing with the fact that i was turned away. it's not like i received a fucking invitation, in all caps, addressed to me! they made my un-welcoming party even more fun when they sprayed me with a garden hose, with the nozzle head rotated one quarter of a turn to the 'power jet' setting. so now i was dripping wet, soaked, embarrassed, standing there like id been humiliated in front of the whole jr high school lunch room. Then it dawned on me, i road my dads road bike, the huffy "meat eater." painted and stickered with well designed, eye catching decals, that read MEAT EATER. It was so visually captivating i'm sure it was arranged and designed by a young typographer-type with real potential. they took my bike from me and yelled in my face. i tried mustering up an explanation or defense. but i couldn't speak, my mouth was paralyzed so no words were entering the air. i couldn't make a sound. i handed them my wet and ruined i-phone, 5geez or 6geez of nothingness and started walking to the bus station. i thought wow, fuck my life! then the next thing i know, i was sitting upright in my bed at my house 27 miles outside of the city. starving, i walked into the kitchen poured the last of the popov into the highland orange juice jug and cooked a pound of bacon(hormel) and a pound of sausage(jimmy dean). and split everything right down the middle, piece for piece with my italian greyhound

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

I dont have a whole hell of a lot invested in this blog. It was simply a concept that I'd thought up and designed in my head. I was at a place in my life where I had a lot of free time. I was spending hours everyday surfing the web, consuming content and leaving comments on other peeps blogs. I was spending all day searching for new music, literature and other forms of art. I figured I might as well spend my time more constructively and try to contribute something to the blogosphere, instead of always taking. I thought I would translate my love for pop culture, art, music, politics, philosophy, ect. through the power of the blog. I wanted to collect all those subjects and spit out some social commentary. I thought maybe my point of view, opinions, and thoughts could offer up some entertaining and interesting insight into what is "hip." I dreamt of becoming an internet celebrity or starting a popular blog or relevant website. I really just wanted to get rich. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined my blog would take me so far away from any monetary gain. Seriously Hip has become everything it wasn't suppose to be. Personal, neglected and far from hip. It's more like a journal. Or, "a place where I can gather my interests and express my thoughts." Eventually I would like to start a blog or website like I described. But for now, this is going to remain the place where I vent my frustrations, share my happiness and make an ass of myself. I am rebranding though. Changing a few things up. Its almost been a year and I hope you've enjoyed reading what I write as much as I've enjoyed writing it. Thanks!

Effing A....these breaks and spaces are starting to piss me off....seriously?!?! take this, it'll hold you over till I get everything switched up.

famous shame/shameless fame

i came here in search of something sacred.something i could hold onto, something permanent.attachment attached to numbnessi cant feel my feetwalking barefoot down the city streets. multiple revelations turn into suffering after hearing your, shhhhhhhhh.impermanence. in a life defined by beginnings and endsin a place where your forgotten as quickly as your swept awayby timeTIMEthis time i'm doing it for real.i'm leaving my mark upon your forehead.if i fall it will be without you.sprawling downtown intersections with your loose frame and lanky limbs.oh you lovely people we cherish your existence and your dedication to the preservation of our infrastructure and roads....(it's really quite impeccable)just blessed I can be one with something when grazing alleys asking fellow walkers how far it was today that they walkedwhy did you even get out of bed why are you walking when you should be running forcefully into abandoned buildings overcome by rats and thieves lying in piles of garbage collected by the spirits of too many, 1:29 a.m. liquor store runz.just to escape the house it took so many years to build.my house is in order.my lot is cleanmy chin is up leaning back into the soft hands kept around to comfort and let you know exactly how special you arepossessing a uniqueness that only a human individual cana likeness just like hers an image i portrayed in filth and corruption plastered on power line polesmissingpersonfoundgodlying on a bed of hate and judgmentonly left to self examination leading to extermination.

Rlly, Srsly?

"Permanent vacation textured scenes i really love it when u come with me it was planned so perfect it looks so real tiny grains thin lines three dots to feel i move it out the back door to an open field i want the heaviest metal to make my shield frosted hot harvest how was the yield? Oscillating faces judging my september we will go down in history this will be i'll always remeber they dont even know me the sadest ever #1 contender everything is sharper still lonely" JM